Some really cool stuff there…esp if you in the flat earth society. I mean, there should be no discussion about that at all. Why? Well, airlines are the cheapest, I mean the stingiest folks on the planet (flat or spherical). That is a truth. Like gravity acting on a buttered piece of toast…
Given that one’s accepts that premise…a flight from North America to India would therefore be a straight shot across middle of the Atlantic ocean.
But….when I take off from Toronto, we shoot up across Greenland, (before the war mind you..) and down through northern Europe, down through all the ‘Stans, down into India. There is no way on god’s green (spherical-ish) earth an airline would spend more money on a flight like that IF it could just go in a straight line.
Kind of like this:
ed note: yes, there is an error in calling the earth spherical, it is not. It is like a squished ball, so the northern routes are shorter than going around middle of the fat waisted planet..it is actually an Ellipsoid. An oblate one. But why confuse those who are still thinking it is flat.
Best Ideas when Unplugged and Sweating
It seems I do acquire my best ideas when running (I am a slow runner and have lots of time to think), maybe hashtag AI (not artificial insemination btw, it’s intelligence, actually) won’t be a bad thing as I could just download my thoughts to the cloud and retrieve them after I was done exhausting myself, trying to improve my inner self…
As an aside…I believe I would prefer to die in a plane crash, something quick and catastrophic…like a dual engine failure with no resolution…not a slow, painful, end of days type event.
NOW, were you aware we have a checklist for this type of thing? Yes indeedy and here is a snippet:
Doesn’t seem like much on paper does it? Not even red coloured or highlighted. It carries on with more items and hopefully ends with a relight of the main propulsion devices located on the wings. Things we like to call, life savers (when positioned at 40,000 feet). On the ground they are just engines and help us taxi around.
But ( I assume, let’s keep it that way if you are listening Mrs Almighty ) in real life, it is a bit more dramatic, probably could add some lines in the checklist for heavy breathing and for the more emotional of us, a line or two of screaming or crying, the peeing of the trousers totally optional but acceptable.
What a segue into burpees…for those still following along and still here…just wanted to let you know that I have discovered the burpees do not get easier as one goes along…..sure, sure, they get easier of you stay with initial number of reps, but they still feel like shit at 60 as it did at 20…apparently you just keep adding more. WTF? What kind of fun game have I got myself into?
I really believe it is easier to work on one’s inner self, no? The part nobody can see…less sweat and less pain, more smiles, some giggles and awkward looks…but like I said, I wanted to avoid the slow painful bit at end of life…maybe a stroke is quicker? Hard to sign up for a particular one though apparently.
My goal would be to at least have the tapes in the black box contain some of that shit I learnt improving my inner self…you will be able to read it online too, I won’t swear or cuss or say anything that can be redacted. Some witty banter here and there, maybe even make it to an episode of MayDay, who knows. If you have any ideas, please let me know.
I am even open to some endorsements or freeing up my last 10-15 seconds on earth for some ad revenue for my estate if the offer is good enough…
Neat Shit of The Week (NSoTW)
I was just in Peru. Lima to be exact. Which is kind of vague as Lima is big, but yeah I was in Lima.
I really quite enjoyed it there…nice and warm, friendly people and food was awesome. Spanish is a great language.
An Andes shot and some Panama Canal pics…can you spot the Love Boat?
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And if you do manage to make an ass of yourself, you will remember where your car is AND you can drive away before your drunk-ass friends figure out it was you! It’s a win win!! Zero hangover peace of mind…and even good for the toddlers. I think? Not exactly apple juice, but, well, not tequila either…
Who was that who was peekin’ out? (title at top of page…)
Everyone (everyone) knows it was Windy…dumbass. (see below)
(Extra points for replicating the dance at 0:09 - 0:20 secs whilst reading this…and double points for watching the whole thing, if for no other reason than to see what the dude in the dark suit plays….the musicianship at 01:13 mins is remarkable…also remarkable is the fervor with which the electric guitars are played….most likely to overcome the lack of amplification)
Blue side up amigos.